In Montana the Second Cavalry had its meagre forces stretched to the limit. The Sioux where raiding the Crow camps near Rosebud creek. Over the border the British needed horses for their new mounted police force and where offering $100 a bronc, an incentive for every two-bit rustler who could handle a rope and didn't mind how many folk they killed, red or white. And worse a gang of hardcases learned there was a large shipment of army pay poorly guarded at Fort Shaw. It was into this powder keg that a tall mysterious frontiersman man strode, a man called Shatterhand.
This book is based on a character created by Karl May.
I really wanted to enjoy this book as I have done so with all the other books I've read written by B.J. Holmes and his ability to write a story that builds to an exciting and action packed conclusion doesn't desert him here.
The problem I had was with how Shatterhand spoke, he just seemed to well educated, using far too many words when one would do, and everyone right down to the most common soldier or outlaw understood all these ten-dollar words. Maybe this is true to how Karl May presented Shatterhand in his films, not having seen them I couldn't say but a little research seems this could be so.
For fans of Shatterhand and/or B.J. Holmes a must read, for someone new to B.J. Holmes work I'd suggest trying something else such as his Reaper westerns.